Today at work it was revealed that I keep a private note to my wife in my wallet. It's been there for years. Why? In case something happens to me. I would want Merrin to know how much I loved her and how special she made my life. She knows about the note. I suspect (yet, ironically, at the same time have no reason to believe) that she knows exactly what it says and has probably read it before. I mean, it's been there for years and she's known about it for years. So, she's probably read it, right?
Anyway, if keeping that note in my wallet makes me weird then so be it. (No one at work implied I was weird for that express reason.) I want Merrin to always know how much I love her. I want her to know that when we're apart –even if it's driving to the grocery store– I know that we were chosen by God to be together. And that I will always love her. And that my life is a better place because of her. That I have always and will always love her. And that nothing could ever change the way I feel.
Yes, I'm a sappy guy. So now you know, world. And no, I'm not going to tell you what the note says. Period. End of story. Now, everyone leave me alone about it and go back to what you were doing.